Chapter 35 - Timber
Timber
“Oh no, don’t stop on my account,” Kane hums as he swoops in, pressing himself against our sides. His hand scurries across Ollie’s chest, fastening his hand to her breastbone, stroking the pendant that marks her as his more than my kisses.
He instantly steals her attention, like he’s placed another wall between us.
“What are you doing, sweetness?” he murmurs in her ear. “You’re looking thoroughly fucked,” he says as he glances at me. “Have you even got your cock out yet?”
I’m too hyped up on her taste to do anything but growl as he tries to separate me from my omega.
She attempts to slip out of my hold, but I have her against the wall, clutching her upper arms, and I won’t let her go.
“I can’t breathe,” she gasps up at me. And I don’t want her to. I won’t let her breathe unless it’s for me.
I growl again as she suddenly twists us, pushing her back into Kane.
His hand tightens over her chest as he runs his nose over her shoulder, scenting every place where I kissed her. His eyes flutter closed and, from the way Ollie groans and bends her hips backward, I suspect she can feel how much Kane likes it as well.
Because how couldn’t he? With her neck and shoulders exposed, and her dress hugging her hips as it flares over her legs, she would drive any alpha mad.
“Tell me how much you like kissing him.” Kane sighs into her, and she visibly relaxes again, like she’s been doing for him all night.
Kane and his fucking lavender scent that makes any alpha or omega in a twenty-kilometer radius calm as fuck. Anyone apart from me.
“I’m going crazy,” she whispers as she meets my eyes.
What does my scent do to Ollie? She was so hyped up a minute ago, and I desperately want to get on my knees so I can see how much she’s slicked for me.
But Kane plops his head on her shoulder and grins up at me as he nuzzles her cheek.
“What do you think then? Because you both seem a lot less against the idea of packing up than you did when we first joined the date.”
I suck in a breath, and a dazed Ollie blinks up at me.
I don’t want to hear her answer. Now our kisses have ended, my senses have returned enough that I can tell myself to get the fuck out of here.
It doesn’t matter how excited the word ‘pack’ makes me, or that seeing Ollie shudder between us is so fucking sexy it hurts.
None of this is real when it’s happened so suddenly.
What we’ve done can’t compare to my feelings for Luke, no matter how much I need to be inside her.
It’s a fucking lie made up by our scents, even when she tugs at my shirt, and her lips curve.
“Will you kiss me again?” she asks breathlessly, reaching out to press her hand on my chest as she did before. “I don’t want to stop.”
I glance at Kane, who’s edged back enough for me to lean down to her. His smile is as wide as hers is gentle.
Cupping her cheeks, I stroke her with my thumbs, brushing against the corners of her lips, and she parts them for me.
I just want to look into her eyes to see if she’s lying. That’s why I move nearer.
The inside of her mouth is pink, her tongue a luscious red, and I have to do this carefully, consciously.
I want to fucking savor her instead of devouring her.
I’m not an animal. I’m an alpha, and I have to draw the line somewhere, even when it feels like she’s begging me with a gentle whine as my breath blends with hers.
So, obviously, I move closer and closer as I bend down to place the softest kiss against her lips.
All I’m doing is saying goodbye. And I’ll do the same to Luke when I’m ready.
I half hope someone will walk by who can break the moment, because I know this is going to haunt me.
Kane’s hand slips between us, stroking up and down her stomach, dipping nearer my cock with each sweep.
Our eyes stay open, and I have to tell myself I know nothing about her. No matter how good she tastes, she’s still a stranger.
“Please tell me you’ve scent matched,” Kane groans as I draw back from the sweetest kiss as he holds her tight.
“Kane…” she trails off as she looks up at me with scared eyes as my hands fall away from her cheeks. I can’t understand why she’s suddenly afraid.
“Just tell me yes or no. You don’t have to tell Timber.” He looks at me. “You don’t need to know, right?” he asks me, as if my body isn’t already pulsing with the match.
But she won’t answer him. I sweep away her smudged lipstick from the corner of my mouth with my thumb. Her taste is fading, but there’s still the smell of her slick curling between us.
Kane deflates, gripping her more tightly, squeezing his eyes closed as if it hurts.
“It’s fine. It’s okay,” Kane says, though it sounds like he’s trying to convince himself. “I won’t push you,” he murmurs as he kisses her neck. “I don’t need you to say it. I just wanted to see it.”
Does he really want to be with us that badly?
Kane straightens himself, and the look of desperation fades as quickly as it came, replaced by the cheeky grin I know and try not to love.
I’m too high on maple syrup to react fast enough. Because Kane’s hand shoots out, wrapping around the back of my head, and he drags me down to his lips before I can stop him.
The second he captures me in a rough kiss, I melt because I’m flooded with a fresh taste, with something I never expected.
I grip her, nearly falling forward as Kane and Ollie’s moans rattle through my head. My hand slams against the wall as I buckle, pulling away from the kiss as lavender blooms in my mouth.
“What the fuck do you think you’re—”
But Kane cuts me off as he forces me back down, and I can’t resist.
I didn’t know I could taste him. I didn’t have a single fucking clue he tasted like perfume.
I’m strong enough to rip myself away from him, but I can’t bear it. Because the blend of lavender and maple syrup fills my mouth, and I growl. I press closer, deepening the kiss.
I try to bite back my moan. I swear I try to stop it. I don’t want to prove him right.
They’ve both come after me, and the alpha side I tempered roars again.
My mates are here.
Kane’s hand sweeps past my cock and further. Ollie’s whimpers turn to moans, and I know exactly where he’s going. I need to be there too.
I release her arm, let go of the wall, and pull them both into a hug. Her mouth rides my wide chest, nipping me through my shirt, and I jerk as her hand molds my cock through my pants.
I gasp, sucking lavender from Kane as he moans again.
I’m grinding against her hand, trying to work out how the fuck I can taste Kane, too. It shouldn’t be possible. There couldn’t be a way for this to happen.
Kane’s grip eases, and I pull back from the kiss to moan as she holds me, but her small hand isn’t enough for my cock, which turns me on even more. Her thumb strokes me in the perfect spot to make me bend for her.
Kane’s arm moves between us, and Ollie flinches. Her back arches, and she lets out the softest cry that’s so delicate that I pour myself back into her.
Her open mouth is mine, and her moans belong to us as she rubs my cock and Kane pleasures her.
The moment her hand tightens around my cock, I snap back, gasping so hard that I can’t tell her to stop. I’m going to come right here in the restaurant, and it’s all for her and Kane.
Ollie whines and gasps so beautifully for us as we press into her from either side. We have to keep going. We can enjoy this night together before waking up and pretending it was a mistake.
“I think we needed that,” Kane gasps as he breaks the kiss. I thought he’d still be in control and keeping it together, but he clings to Ollie, shaking as much as she is.
“I can’t handle this,” she gasps, looking up at me again. Her brow scrunches like she’s in pain, and she twists her head. “Kane, this is too much.”
He sighs, the same look sweeping his face. There’s something going on between them. Some silent understanding that I’m not part of.
“You’re the one who started this,” I growl, one arm dropping to grip hers. “Why are you saying it’s too much when you’re still gripping my cock?” I ask darkly. She suddenly whips her hand back, and I let her go, leaving me hard and wanting.
I should have just come.
“I think…” she gasps as I release them, using the wall to hold herself up again. “I think you should return to the table. I need to go.”
“Wait, but you…” I trail off as she avoids my gaze, like one of us has done something wrong.
But I understand. I shouldn’t have given in, and maybe she feels the same way.
How am I going to explain this to Luke?
Kane murmurs to her, and she shakes her head. My ears are ringing so loudly that I can’t hear them. She keeps saying she needs to leave, and I don’t want to be the kind of alpha that uses his strength to subdue his omega. But am I the kind of alpha who lets their omega walk away?
“I’m really sorry,” Ollie says, and I realize she’s talking to me. “I shouldn’t have taken it so far.”
She grips her shoulder, her arm over her chest like she needs to protect herself from me.
Guilt slashes through me as my heart sinks. After everything I promised myself, I still can’t change who I am.
“It’s okay, I—” I reach out to her, but she edges back. Even I can tell she’s forcing her smile.
“I think the three of us have a lot to talk about. It’ll be easier to do when I’m not so horny that I’m going to explode if I don’t get out of here.”
“Then let us help you,” Kane says. She throws a look over her shoulder, narrowing her eyes at him.
“No. We both know exactly where you’re going with it. And I’m not letting you off for springing this on us just because we got hot and heavy. You need to stop all that talk about being a pack. I’ve just met Timber, and I barely know you.”
“But you can get to know us. We’re not going anywhere,” he purrs, running his hand up her arms, and she swats him away.
“Stay down, boy. I’ll deal with you later.”
“Oh, I love it when you get bossy.”
A growl rumbles from her, which turns me on even more before she looks back to me.
“I’ll come and see you, okay? Just not now. Luke says you’ll be away, and I have some things I need to sort out first.”
“You mean like your heat?” Kane asks, and my heart suddenly crashes to the floor.
Her scared look morphs into a scowl instantly as she arches her neck to look at Kane.
“I can’t fucking believe you,” she mutters.
“W-What…?” My eyes widen as shock rips through me. “What do you mean by ‘your heat’?”
Kane gives me a serious look over her shoulder. I can tell he wants backup, but what right do I have to tell her there is not a single chance in hell my omega is going into heat without me?
“Can I mention again that we don’t know each other?” she says as she pokes his arm. “No matter how many times we’ve hooked up, we’re still strangers.”
“We’re less strangers than any alpha you’re planning to hire,” he says as he glides over so we stand side-by-side.
“I have regulars. And you’re away when my heat is due, so it’s none of your business.”
“It is our fucking business,” I cut in. Like it is with Luke, the thought of her fucking any other person isn’t on. Especially if it’s the alphas she’s with for every other one of her heats. Who knows how they feel about each other?
Ollie swallows hard enough that her throat bobs before looking at Kane. “Why did you tell him? You know why I can’t.”
Another buzz of understanding weaves between them, and I want to demand they tell me what’s going on.
“Whatever it is, fuck it,” I growl as I reach for her. This time, she lets me take her hand, and she instantly grips me. “We won’t let you go through it alone.”
Her eyes flutter, and I know it’s wrong for my cock to twitch when we’re talking, but they’ve blue-balled me, and the fact that her heat is coming…
She lifts her head with a determined look. “It’s really nice to meet you, Timber. In more ways than one,” she says as she glances down at my cock. I resist the urge to cover myself because I want her to see what she does to me.
“Kane, you have my number. Maybe we can talk later so that this doesn’t become messier than it already is?”
He gives her a hard nod. She drops my hand, and Kane quickly replaces it with his own. I can’t tell which of us needs it more as my fingers dig into his.
She leaves as quickly as she arrived, and Kane keeps a firm hold on me, like he thinks I’m going to chase after her when everything is so fucked up that I can’t tell what just happened.
“Are we just going to let her go?” I ask when she finally vanishes, and all the tastes and scents that plagued me fade.
It’s the question I’ve asked myself all week about Luke.
“Yeah, see, that’s the thing about Ollie. If you try to stop her or tell her to do something she doesn’t want, she’ll bolt. It’s better she ends it on her terms rather than feeling like she needs to escape from us.”
“Is she really going into heat soon?” I ask quietly.
“If you could scent her, you’d know what I mean. She says she’s on suppressants, but we’re so hot there’s no way those things can stop her body reacting. She knows she’s ours, too.”
“I didn’t say anything about that,” I growl. “And neither did she.” Which was for the better. If she said she wanted to be a pack, it would have set off hundreds of alarm bells after how she acted with Ash.
“Uh-huh, sure.” Kane’s gaze dips to the bulge in my pants like hers did, clearly calling me out.
Should I tell him I can smell her slick and taste him? I could kiss Kane now and sample his lavender again, but then I can’t use the spur of the moment as an excuse.
“You’re really going to let her go into heat with other alphas?” I ask.
Kane looks at me like I’m asking the stupidest question in the world. With his usual handsome smile and a squeeze of my hand, I can see he wants to laugh.
“And you keep getting annoyed every time I call her mine?” He smirks.
“Do you really think I’m going to let our omega go into heat without us?
” His gaze returns to the spot where she disappeared, and he sighs.
“We have to make sure she knows we can be there for her—both of us. And that, my dear Timber, is the puzzle we need to solve next.”